Trafford’s Trading Club

In the back alley, the cockroach ants who had just come out to feed suddenly began to scatter... not to mention the rats and flies who thought it was a hot bed.

Because there is something close to here… it is Dr. Shinzhou Jinlong and Xinlong, who is able to give the monster a trembling breath, let alone these little pests.

“This is it...”

If Longxi goes to the back of the alley, there is a golden silk thread on the ground in front of him... the golden thread gradually fades away, turns black hair again, and starts to break in size.

But if Dragon Eve hadn't found a chase wind here - all she had left in front of her was a black liquid that smelled of stench and blood.

Dragon and Eve frowned, fingers covered with these fluids, gently rubbing, "Poisoned? But why didn't it disappear? My tracking actually lost direction here...”

That's very little, very little that happens.

If Long Yi can't even remember, when was the last time her tracking was inconclusive?

It seemed like a thousand years ago, when she was tracking a little guy.

And the little guy's name, I think, is... Fish colors.

A little fox demon who had the ability to become a nine-tailed fox.

……

……

The wind chase suddenly feels a little cool... yes, it's cool, not cold, not cold when you're dying.

This coolness, like eating an ice stick from the human world on a hot day, kept him from making a comfortable scream.

As a result, the wind opened its eyes slightly… its gaze suddenly lit up, causing his eyes to ache. But the chase wind saw a figure at this time.

Humans, women?

The wind struggled - unexpectedly easy - and he couldn't even feel any pain coming from his shoulders. At the same time, something fell off his forehead.

That's a handkerchief, a wet handkerchief.

In addition to the woman in front of him, the wind chaser finds himself in a forest… but he also sees a trash can and billboards affixed to the trunk: caring for trees, everyone's responsibility.

This... is probably a park or something?

“You're awake.” The woman whispered.

Chasing the wind consciously felt a little hot on his cheek... he had never seen such a perfect woman, be it a human or a monster.

The monsters who are integrated into the world, live to modern times, aesthetic concepts have been mostly assimilated by humans... this woman in front of the wind chase feels even better than Longxiao.

Most importantly, much softer than the old lady... at least at this moment.

“You... who are you? ”

The chase was just a moment of confusion, and he asked —— he also noticed that not only was this woman here, not far from here, but there was another person.

He was squatting in front of a dead tree, like he was drumming something.

At this point, the man stood up and turned around… and walked.

Chase the wind to see each other clearly: this is an odd guy in a clown mask, and he also pinched the sleeves of his hands.

“Well, back home when I was a kid, I paid for this stuff. ”

The man in the mask looked at the wind and said, "The old man there said, hiding in the mountains before the war without eating, so he took these and pulled out some eggs. You don't have to put anything in, fry it together and it's delicious. ”

The woman smiled. “Has the master eaten too? ”

“Have eaten.” The man in the clown mask said casually, "but I can't remember what the smell is. Tastes pretty good though... it was an interesting experience. ”

The woman smiled.

Chasing the wind suddenly feels that he is completely superfluous in front of these pair of men and women... this woman called him the master?

But regardless of the doubts in his mind, the wind chase made the appearance of swallowing water at this time, because he was really attracted to what the strange man had pulled out of the dead wood on the plate.

As a coyote's natural favorite food - termites!

“Oh, yeah, this is actually for you.” The man in the clown mask… the owner of the club now stretches out the plate on his hand and sends it to the wind chaser.

“For me?” Chasing the wind, frowning, but not accepting such strange kindness, "why? ”

“Why?” Boss Lo said softly. “I'm hungry and I'm eating. No reason. ”

Lochu lifted the dish closer to the wind… even in a very shocking position within his sight.

A small head of white flowers stimulates almost all the sensory nerves chasing the wind.

The wind suddenly grabbed the dish from Boss Lo's hand, then turned around and sat on the floor, reaching out and pulling the grabbed termite out of the dish and stuck it in his mouth.

I wonder if this termite tastes any different from what Rochu had when he was a kid.

……

After the wind dropped the dish on his hand, it started to feel so weird again... who would carry a dish like this to pull out a termite?

But if it's for him... but the wind has never seen two strange people before.

And the wounds on his body...

The chase wind suddenly jumped, full of vigilance, completely forgot to bear the other party's 'grace of a meal', teeth: “Who are you? Why did you save me? ”

Boss Luo bluntly said, "You should not die, at least until you are sixty years old. I'm only 49 years old now, and it's not time. ”

When the wind caught his breath, he remembered old stories he'd heard before, "Don't you know how long I've been dead? ”

“I'm not a magistrate.” Boss Luo said softly: “You demons didn't already know that the land couldn't be opened, even if there were judges, they couldn't get out. ”

Chasing the wind frowned: “So... are you fatalistic? Know how old I am? ”

“Fortune? ”

Boss Luo thought about it for a while, but it was interesting to say: “I used to do business... but if you want to say fortune, there are projects like this... Do you want to count? ”

And suddenly the wind shook its head: "I don't believe in fate, I believe in myself. ”

Lo Qiu nodded and said softly: “Your wounds have been healed. This is the jungle of Zhongshan Memorial Park. You should know how to get out... then, goodbye. ”

Watching the men and women who rescued themselves turned around like this, chasing the wind was incredible, and the subconscious shouted: “Wait a minute! ”

“Anything else?” Lochu turned around, pointing to the dead wood path next to his finger: “If there are termites, there is still a nest there, if you don't eat enough, you can pay for it again. ”

“Really?!” The chase was bright, so natural, I couldn't help but reveal the original form... but he immediately reflected it and shook his head: “No!! You still haven't told me why you're helping me? ”

“Didn't I already say that sixty years ago, you deserved to die? ”

“I don't believe this bullshit!” Chasing the wind coldly hummed: “I don't believe in anyone who helps people for no reason... even if they do, it's just for something! ”

Rochu asked softly, "Like what? ”

“For example…” Chasing winds lowered his head and pondered, but he couldn't think of any powerful illustrative examples at once.

But he subconsciously remembered the cheese —— he even hurt him, and he was going to help him. What was he trying to do?

“For example... hypocrisy!” Chasing the wind took a deep breath and looked up, "to convince others, to show their greatness, to… to put themselves at the center of what everyone loves! ”

“Please forgive me for not telling you why I have to save you.” Rochu shook his head suddenly: "But... there's something I can give you. ”

With the boss's words, the maid next to her reached out and in her palm, a black card was slowly hovering around and flew into the wind chase.

Unight softly said: "Mr. Chase Wind, please keep this black card. When you need it, it will lead you… and you, can buy from us how you want it. Specific trading rules, it will tell you. ”

Chase wind against this black card, only saw two gold marks on it, but it was asymmetrical, as if it should be a symmetrical four gold mark.

But the wind was so tight that the strange pair of men and women had disappeared.

Any… any?